Santa Ana High School - Ariel Yearbook (Santa Ana, CA)

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PATSY J Q NCLE James had just arrived from his home in the Q wlwufm M country. After everybody had attempted the '71 impossible task of trying to ask and receive 5f answers for about twenty questions, in as many 'f fx ' 'fvlfsi seconds, I gave a second thought to the dog that ggf' - N-5 lay quietly under his chair and said curiously. Where did you get that handsome bull-dog, Uncle Jim? Why, he answered, I bought her at Eureka when she was a pup. I'll venture to say that dog has as long a pedigree as King Edward. She is supposed' to have all the best bull-dog stock in the world centered in her, but all that I care about her is, that she is as faithful as any living being. Talk about sticking closer than a brother! Well, that lisn't in it. Now don't take offense at that comparison, John, he said, lov- ingly, to my father. You are the exception that proves the rule. I'don't take offense, said father, smilingly. What you say is undoubtedly true. But how did you make her so faithful? I remember a letter which you wrote to me, about a year ago, stating that you had one of the most vicious bull-dogs that you ever saw. I don't suppose that is the one you wrote of, is it? Yes, answered Uncle James, this is the same bull-dog with a modified nature. She belonged to the children of Judge Town- send. As children will, they teased her until she was spoiled and finally bit one of them severely. The Judge would have nothing more to do with her and I bought her for a song. I soon repent- ed my action, however, as the little brute killed my thorough-bred calf the first day, bit the hired man the second, and when I at- tempted to punish her, almost bit me. Patsy's disposition grew steadily worse and she was a menace to everything and everybody. One morning I went out to the barn and there in a manager saw Patsy guarding a handsome pup. As I reached down to get the pup, Patsy snapped viciously at me. You cannot imagine my anger. I had resorted to every means in my power to gain her love, but all in vain. I resolved to kill her, and sat

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WHILE A GREAT CITY SLEEPS ll alone, unprotected, stands a little shivering child. He falls upon his knees beside it and hungrily draws it to him. The baby puts its arms around his neck and snuggles up close, cooing softly, murmuring innocent prattle. It is safe now. It has found a protector: but the man, suddenly realizing for what he had come there, loosens his hold, the baby clutches him tighter, pressing its sweet little face to his. Here is some one who trusts him im- plicitly. Here is some one who needs himg and murmuring a prayer to his Saviour, he passionately clasps the child and turns toward the city. Q In old days angels came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white- winged angels now, yet men are led away from threatening des- struction. A hand is placed in theirs, which leads them forth gently into a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward, and the hand may be a little child's. ' -Leslie Roberts l nan When you're foolin' in the library An' havin' lots of fun, A-laughin' an' a-gibberin' As if your time had come- You'd better watch your corners An' keep kinder lookin' out, 'Er the teacher in charge 'll get you- Ef you you don't watch out. am.

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PATSY 13 down at the breakfast table in a morbid state of mind. Suddenly I heard low barks and ominous growls, and, on going outside I saw Patsy and Deacon Brown's mastiif engaged in a deadly iight. The pup had been dragged into the yard and was whining piteously, while his mother was slowly, but surely being beaten by the mastiff. The piteous cries of the helpless pup urged me to rush into the midst of the Hght. Not a second was to be spared. With all the grim perseverence of her breed, Patsy had fought her best, but even the endurance of a bull-dog has a limit and by the time I had choked her antagonist into submis- sion, Patsy lay on the ground a bleeding, mutilated piece of flesh, with a broken leg. No longer did I think of her beauty or of winning her loveg but moved whollyiby pity, took her into' the house, cleansed her wounds and splinted her leg. For three weeks she was helpless, but the trouble she had given me was well repaid. Her eccentric nature was changed. All the loathing and fierce hate in which she had held human being was changed into boundless love for me. Never for a mo- ment does she leave meg when I am seated, she is, as you see, under my chairg at night she lies in my room, and all this faith- fulness and love is paid for with a kindly glance and a little food. 'clsnlt that so? he said stroking Patsy's head, and she answered by licking his fingers. - Siamley Visa! Here's to the boy with the peg-top trousers, Blucher shoes and noisy tie, Here's to the boy who likes rough houses, Jolly boy of Santa Ana High. -Exchange